A bed of cotton and lace 

Hair down to her little waist 

She waits for the sun to go down 

Her visitors leave back to their 

Town of pain and grief they'd 

Laid their hands on her gown 

And prayed for a miracle 

The girl works miracles 



A room of things she's never seen 

Surrounds her while she sleeps and 

Reminds us of the child inside 



A body that's been 

Barely alive for years 

And the people, they can't stop their tears 



As they pray for a miracle 

The girl works miracles 

"We heard she works miracles" 



Her mother shows for all to see 

Statues cry, walls bleed

The desperate ones line up each day 



Hoping she will take 

Their pain away 

One touch of her hand is all they crave 



And hope for a miracle 

The girl works miracles 

"We heard she works miracles" 

The girl works miracles 

The girl works miracles